Chapter LVII

O rare sympathies! happy rakes united!
There Mamurra the woman, here a Caesar.

Who can wonder? An ugly brand on either,
His, true Formian, his, politely Roman,
Rests indelible, in the bone residing. 5

Either infamous, each a twin dishonour,
Bookish brethren, a dainty pair pedantic;

One adultrous, as hungry he; with equal
Parts in women, a lusty corporation.
O rare sympathies! happy rakes united! 10